The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

higher than Samuel’s, and he was

tossed Samuel to

his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and

instant, Samuel’s head bled again, and his body hurt so bad that he could

and sneered, “Breaking my arm and

but Sandra repeated

afraid, and

“Don’t worry about it.

the same sect will

kill someone

be deducted, and after I’m done, Peter will surely reward

Sandra quietly

that you’re not planning to act

rude!” John roared, “Witness

in front of

slap even arrived, the next palm followed

falling after one another,

to have condensed into a block of steel plate, wanting to block Sandra

although Samuel and John were of the same realm,

John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met Albert,

eyes

the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred

showcased it, his footwork had a sense of indescribable

between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to

John’s expressions instantly changed.

never saw such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he heard

since he had already attacked, there was no reason

continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately

more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air,

Bang!

a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were formed, rushing toward

as he did not manage

slapped

Sandra that John struck, his

It was a phantom!

trembled, and at this time, he heard a mocking laugh behind

out of the sect,

laughter made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was standing on

wanted to turn around, John